Why is Zuo Dongting so sure? Qin Fen couldn't guess for a while. All he could do was continue to listen to the introduction of the next test to know what it would be.
A calm Zuo Lin sat with his arms crossed before his chest and his back leaning against the chair, wearing an expression of inexplicable calmness and confidence.
The lieutenant general with the martial strength of seventeen-stars who had yet not left seemed to be listening with his eyes half-closed, seemingly asleep. He was as steady as a rock.
The remaining two applicants weren't as calm as the first three. Nervousness could clearly be seen in their eyes.
For the sake of tremendous benefits from Saturn, the two had refused to follow Zuo Lin and eat the leftover soup. They refused to follow Qin Fen even more so, as they had no idea about his future prospects.
